SWNOVELS Chapter CHAPTER EIGHTEEN
Lyrah was watering the roses by the time Noelle got to the greenhouse. The aroma of the roses teased her nose and coaxed her to go in deeper. She still couldn’t believe that Tyran could do something like this for her. She touched the soft petals and smiled as Lyrah turned to her.
“You look like you got it easier than me.” Lyrah tilted her head to the side and eyed Noelle.
Noelle shook her head. “I’ve been forbidden to tempt his fury. He promised to turn me over his knees and paddle me if I pulled that stunt again.”
Lyrah giggled happily. “He forbade me to leave the fortress on my own until he feels I’m fit enough. That’s one of the reasons why Jax is following me around like a lost puppy.”
“I don’t think he trusts us so much.” Noelle smiled mischievously. “I bet he’s having more fun now than he’s ever had in years chasing after us. He just doesn’t want to admit it.”
“I doubt my brother even knows what the meaning of fun is.” Lyrah assured Noelle as she handed her a pair of cutters.
The two females went to work clipping off the beautiful roses for their quarters.
“So, now that we are unexpectedly heading to the city tomorrow, can we go shopping for your wedding dress? Your union to my brother has not yet been blessed by the priestess.” Lyrah’s eyes glittered with excitement.
Noelle didn’t think much about the Union ceremony. Though they were mated which was already a marriage in the enchanted world, they still had to stand in front of the high priestess and let the gods bless their union. She didn’t want something too grand but she was the mate of the Lord Mage so everything was extravagant. “I don’t want anything fancy.”
“What are you talking about.” Lyrah laughed turning to her. “Of course it should be fancy. You are going to stand in front of millions of people! They need to look at you and envy at how beautiful you look!”
Noelle thought Lyrah was more excited about the Union more than her. She couldn’t say she was looking forward to it but she was going to go through with it. It was only going to make her bleak future more permanent but she promised herself to go on with it. Tyran was possessive, arrogant and dangerous. He was never going to change his ways to suit hers. It was what made him Lord Mage. One thing for sure was that the arguments between them were never going stop. In the beginning, they irritated her but now she looked forward to them because they gave her a reason to talk to Tyran. They gave him a reason to sought her out. She enjoyed his presence and it made her feel like they were a real couple in love.
“We need a wedding planner, the cake—oh, so much to do, so little time.” Lyrah touched her forehead with the back of her hand and that was when Noelle noticed how pale the female was. She had a thin sheen of sweat glistening on her forehead and her hands trembled slightly.
Noelle placed her cutters on the table and collected her roses. “I think these are enough for the night. We should head back inside.”
Lyrah turned to her and smiled. “You’re right. I feel a little tired.”
As the two females made their way out of the greenhouse, Noelle noticed the strange trails of smoke twirling unusually in front of them. She gasped and pulled Lyrah out of the way just as thick hand appeared in front of them and tried to snatch her away. The hiss behind the smoke made Noelle’s skin crawl. Jax had morphed into something she only saw in horror movies. Noelle and Lyrah moved out of the way as a Jinn became substance right in front of them and turned to Jax.
“I have a message for the Lord Mage.” The Jinn claimed.
Jax frowned. “I hope it has nothing to do with you attempting to kidnap one of the royal females because I’ll send your head to your king as a reply.”
The Jinn chuckled and relaxed. “The Jinn king will not be attending the conference nor will he be sending a representative due to conflict of interest.”
Noelle saw Lyrah’s shoulders sag slightly at the news. She quickly pulled the female away from the possible danger.
“I’m sure to pass on the message to the Lord Mage. Take your leave.” Jax stated.
The Jinn turned to Noelle and Lyrah again and bowed lightly, his dark eyes glittering with wickedness as he turned into the black smoke and disappeared. Jax morphed back into his old self and quickly reached for Lyrah who looked like she was about to collapse. He lifted her into his arms and took her inside.
“Hurry and get back in the fortress.” Jax told Noelle.
Noelle didn’t wait to be told twice. She held the door open as Jax carried Lyrah inside and up the stairs to her quarters. Noelle sat around with her for little while until Lyrah fell asleep then went back to her chambers.
Tyran stood at the window overlooking the gardens. He looked deep in thought and Noelle didn’t want to disturb him so she picked up the vase on one of the vanities and made her way into bathroom. She filled it with water and placed her beautiful roses inside. As she turned to take the vase out, she felt the strong warm hands go around her. She didn’t even hear Tyran follow her in.
His warm lips settled against her ear as he placed breathtaking kisses along the curve of it.
“There’s never been anything between me and Seranis. She’s always been a flirt.” Tyran explained.
Noelle couldn’t help but smile as she placed the vase on the marbled counter and turned around to face him. “I never said there was.”
“I know you thought of it.” He kissed her nose tenderly. “I’m not proud of my past with all the females I’ve had in my bed but all that stopped the moment you accepted to return as the rightful Queen of Mage.”
Noelle nodded and sighed. “You are not the easiest male to live with but you’re honorable.”
“You are not making it easy for me too.” Tyran assured her. “I have to restrain myself from reacting every time I’m around you. I never know what to expect from you.”
Noelle grinned mischievously. “I bet it makes your life much more exciting, doesn’t it?”
Soft laughter escaped Tyran’s lips and completely transformed his face. “With royals running around my fortress, dragons attacking my people and my queen and sister running crazy how much more excitement do I need?”
“It is not running crazy, Tyran, it’s called fun.” Noelle scowled.
Tyran shook his head. “It’s not fun watching your sister and queen wielding weapons like warriors and battling it out in the fields. I hope you don’t subject me to that ever again.”
Noelle frowned lightly. “Lyrah promised to teach me how to use a sword--”
“Noe!” Tyran growled.
Noelle stood on her tip toes and placed a kiss on her king’s lips.
Immediately Tyran’s eyes darkened as he got hold of her hand. He turned to the shower and turned on the water.
Steam rose around them as he carefully undid her gown and let it pool around her. He sucked his breath as he looked down at her.
“You are so beautiful, pixie.” He sighed as he touched her nipples and watched them bud under the thin lace of her bra then ran his hands over her skin.
Noelle felt her heartbeat accelerate. She was always excited when Tyran looked at her. He made her feel sexy and seductive. He reached behind her and unclasped her bra then went down on his knees and pushed the white thong down and urged her to step from it. For the first time, Tyran didn’t attack her clothes. She was impressed.
His hands traveled up from her calves to her knees and finally settled on her hips. He pushed her softly until she was settled on the marble counter then lifted one of her legs and anchored it on his shoulder. At the first flick of his tongue against her sex and Noelle jerked up in surprise and sent the glass vase tumbling to the floor.
Tyran whipped his hand out and the glass vase froze in mid air. He never stopped tormenting her with his tongue as it levitated safely to the floor.
With the steam rising the temperature in the bathroom, Noelle felt hot and feverish as Tyran’s mouth teased her. She gripped the marbled counter until her knuckles turned white. Tyran never stopped as he nipped at the bud of nerves and penetrated her with his tongue. He sucked her until she thought she was going to go crazy and then he stopped abruptly and lifted her from the counter and kissed her hard and long.
Noelle tasted herself on his lips. It was a very erotic experience. She held onto him as he stepped under the shower and hot water poured over them. He let her stand in front of him and turned her over the glass wall of the shower.
“There’s so much I want to do with you. So much was want to teach you.” He teased the seam of her bottom with his erection and Noelle groaned in frustration.
Tyran rubbed his erection against bottom and suddenly he surged deep inside her hot tight core. They both groaned as ripples of pleasure traveled down their bodies.
Noelle held on as Tyran thrust fast into her. He made her feverish. He made her a beggar for his body. With every thrust, Noelle felt her orgasm getting closer. She closed her eyes and let him take her to those secret places only he knew about.
His fingers found her clit and teased it as he pumped into her until she splintered into a thousand pieces. He held onto her, protected her during this vulnerable time at the same time kissing and cooing her until the spasms stopped.
Noelle breathed in hard and rested her head on the glass wall of the shower. She felt Tyran stiffen behind her but when she wanted to turn and ask him what was wrong, he held her in place still deeply embedded in her.
He traced something on her back then bent down and and placed butterfly kisses where he traced as he began to move inside her again. Again, he carried her into a world of bliss but Noelle couldn’t shake away what made him stiffen. What did he remember?
After the shower, Tyran carried Noelle to the bed and held her for a while before he spoke.
“I wonder what color they will be.” He muttered softly.
Noelle frowned as she looked up at him. “What?”
“Your wings, I wonder what color they will be.” He caressed her hand lightly.
Noelle jerked upright. “Sorry to burst you bubbles but I’m not falling in love with you any time soon. You are overbearing, possessive, heartless--”
Tyran smiled wickedly at her as if he knew something. He flipped her on her back and didn’t wait for her protest as once again embedded himself deep inside her. “You can rant all you want but your body never lies.” He bent down and claimed her lips as he leisurely stroked her core over and over again.
Noelle didn’t have the strength to start arguing with him. Instead she closed her eyes and rode the waves of pleasure as they washed over her.
Wings! Ha!